Seeing Luo Yong shoot out, Bai Zifan's eyes flashed with expectation: "I'll take a look at what kind of power the Flying Dragon Strike has?"

As soon as the words fell, he held the Optimus Stick in his hand.

The footsteps rushed out towards Luo Yong, who was rushing towards him, the two were only a dozen meters apart, and the speed of the two was also extremely fast towards each other, and almost in an instant, the two had already come to each other.

The spear in Luo Yong's hand danced, bringing up the power of terror.

"The gun is like a dragon!" Luo Yong snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand seemed to have turned into a divine dragon, and stabbed out violently at Bai Zifan's body, and the speed was extremely fast.

Bai Zifan looked at the spear that stabbed at him, he suddenly closed his eyes, and opened them again in an instant, and the moment he opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"Flying Dragon Strike!" a low roar spread from Bai Zifan's mouth, and then the Optimus Stick in his hand stabbed out at the spear.

At the same time as stabbing out, a brilliant light erupted in the Optimus Stick, and a low dragon roar rang out, and a flying dragon phantom instantly rushed out of the Optimus Stick.

"Roar ......" The low dragon roar continued to resound, and the next second it collided with the spear in Luo Yong's hand.

"Boom!" The Wyvern Phantom and the spear collided together, and a terrifying loud bang erupted in an instant, followed by a terrifying spiritual shockwave that spread out.

The furious power seemed to be overwhelming from the phantom of the flying dragon, Luo Yong's brows furrowed slightly, feeling Bai Zifan's strength at this time, he was very surprised, the power he showed now was much stronger than before.

In terms of strength alone, his blow was definitely no worse than a powerhouse of the fifth layer of the Phantom Mirror. You must know that Bai Zifan's cultivation is only the third layer of the Phantom Spirit Mirror, and his simple strength is enough to be comparable to a strong person who has cultivated at the fifth level of the Phantom Spirit Mirror, he is two levels in a row, this kind of power is really a little terrifying.

At least this kind of power is not what Bai Zifan should have now, and at the same time, Luo Yong also saw the extraordinaryness of Bai Zifan's blow, and he muttered in his heart: "This Bai Zifan not only has a spiritual weapon, but the blow he just cast must also be a very extraordinary combat skill, and it is definitely not the power that an ordinary spiritual combat skill should have." ”

"What kind of chance does this kid have to have so many strong hole cards?"

Luo Yong was very shocked by the hole cards that Bai Zifan opened one after another, from the poison elixir to the flying dragon attack he used now, these are very terrifying existences, but Bai Zifan turned over these hole cards one after another, which made Luo Yong extremely shocked.

However, shock is shock, if Bai Zifan only has his current strength, then he is not his opponent, and he can kill him.

"Bai Zifan, your strength is indeed beyond my expectations, but if you have such strength, then you will not be able to save the Bai family and your own lives today. Luo Yong smiled coldly.

Immediately, his arm shook, and an even more surging force swept out of the spear.

Suddenly, Bai Zifan felt the crazy impact of a terrifying force like a mountain of mountains, his footsteps retreated backwards, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

The power of Luo Yong's instantaneous superposition just now caught Bai Zifan off guard and injured him.

His steps retreated again and again, and finally he retreated more than ten meters before he steadied his footing. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but in his heart he was quite satisfied with the power of the Wyvern Strike.

He was now basically sure that he could use the Flying Dragon Strike to burst out with the same power as the fifth layer of the Phantom Mirror.

Although he is still not Luo Yong's opponent, after all, he has been cultivating this Flying Dragon Strike for less than ten days, and now he can only use it, and the power that can be used is still very limited, and when he cultivates the Flying Dragon Strike to the second stage or higher, the power that he can use to use the Flying Dragon Strike is far more than what it is now.

Just the first glimpse of the door path or the first stage of the flying dragon strike, it can burst out with the power of two levels of cultivation, which still makes Bai Zifan quite satisfied.

He looked at Luo Yong, who was killing him again, and smiled: "Luo Yong, I only practiced with you before, but now I will let you see my true strength." ”

After Bai Zifan finished speaking to Luo Yong, he looked at the members of the bloody killing who were planning to besiege Luo Yong and said, "You guys retreat, Lao Tzu can play him to death alone." ”

As the words fell, Bai Zifan's hands quickly sealed, and with the change of the seal method of his hands, the spiritual power in his body suddenly roared in the void in front of him, and the spiritual power that roared in the void in front of him suddenly turned into a silver-white chain that was as thick as an arm and several zhang long.

The chain was covered with barbs, and the barbs had a sharp cold light flickering, bringing a sharp edge that made people feel palpitations.

Looking at the silver-white chains that appeared, Luo Yong's face changed instantly.

He felt a strong binding force from the chains, and if he was wrapped around his body by the chains, Luo Yong had a feeling that he couldn't escape. His brows furrowed, no need to guess to know that Bai Zifan had opened another hole card, and this hole card was stronger and more terrifying than the flying dragon skill he had used before.

"We can't delay any longer, we have to do it quickly. Luo Yong secretly said in his heart, it will definitely be detrimental to him if he continues to drag on. The ghost knows if Bai Zifan will throw out the poison pill again after waiting, if he is unhappy and throws a handful of poison pills, he will not be able to bear it.

"Brothers. The boss is practicing with this bastard, let's not interfere, wait and see how he was tortured to death by the boss. Chu Heng stopped the members of the Blood Killing, and they retreated, wanting to see how Bai Zifan tortured and killed this Luo Yong.

They knew very well that since Bai Zifan said that he would practice with Luo Yong, he would use him to practice war. They believed Bai Zifan's words very much, and they also knew that Bai Zifan would definitely be able to torture and kill Luo Yong. This kind of seemingly impossible thing, they are still full of confidence in Bai Zifan.

Several times they have witnessed Bai Zifan do those seemingly impossible things, and they are also full of blind confidence in Bai Zifan.

Luo Yong frowned, his speed skyrocketed, and the spear in his hand erupted one after another, roaring towards Bai Zifan, wanting to kill Bai Zifan on the spot.

Seeing so many spear rainbows roaring and shrouding, Bai Zifan's face changed slightly, dodging again and again, tossing and turning, Bai Zifan's figure jumped up and down like a spirit monkey to the point of being incredible. In the end, it was Kankan who escaped this way of the gun rainbow, and after the gun rainbow destroyed the Bai family gate and many buildings, it also dissipated.

When Bai Zifan had just dodged these spear rainbows, Luo Yong's body had already come to him, and the spear in his hand was about to pierce his heart immediately.

Luo Yong's offensive before was just to affect Bai Zifan, but now this shot is the real killer move.

This shot he used all his strength, and he also used his speed to the extreme. There was a cold glow on the tip of the spear, and when Bai Zifan didn't have time to dodge, the spear had already stabbed Bai Zifan's left shoulder fiercely.

The terrifying power, coupled with the sharp spear, even though Bai Zifan's body was very strong, still pierced his shoulder, and the tip of the spear also pierced out of Bai Zifan's back, and blood continued to drip from the position of the tip of the spear.

However, at the last moment, Bai Zifan still reacted, and subconsciously avoided the vital point and was not stabbed in the heart by the spear, otherwise this shot would kill him.

", I still want to pretend to be a force, but now I didn't pretend to be slapped in the face. The sharp pain came, and there was an urge to make Bai Zifan want to cry.

Damn, it really hurts.